Chapter 7
Seven
HALLE
“ I t’s not much, but my home is your home,” Loki says as he pulls me into a small, dark room.
The covers on the bed are all in black, with just one green pillowcase. On the wall opposite the bed, I would expect to find a big-screen TV like any other bachelor pad, but this is Loki we are talking about. I may not have known him long, but I have realized you can’t predict anything from this man. Instead of the big screen TV, I see a wall of weapons. Weapons from what looks like all over the world. I look at them in complete awe.
“Is that a samurai sword? A real one?” I ask, looking up at the wall.
“Of course, it’s real. Nothing about me is fake, pet,” he says, looking at me with a smirk.
God, that look on his face, those tattoos on his body, and how my body reacts and responds to his has my feet moving before I realize it. Not that I would do anything to stop it. Damn, the way this man makes my pussy weep is every girl's dream, I tell you.
“How about that shower?” I ask as I pull my shirt over my head, dropping it to the floor. I walk past him to the open bathroom door and sigh at the sight before me. There’s an enormous tub I would love to soak in, but I want to be on my knees in front of Loki even more desperately. My sex drive has never been so high.
“Keep going, pet. I love seeing what’s mine in all its glory,” Loki says seductively, coming up behind me and kissing the back of my neck.
I smile and do as he requests, slowly stripping out of my pants and underwear. I bend down to slide them off my legs and lean back, wiggling my ass against Loki’s hard cock. He moans and pushes against me harder before I feel a slap on my right ass cheek, causing me to moan.
“Fuck, I can’t wait any longer. Get in the shower. Now,” he demands, ripping off his clothes in record time.
“This is going to be fast, pet, but we have all night to make up for it,” he says, walking into the shower with me. I don’t give him time to think before I drop to my knees in front of him.
“Well, that’s a beautiful sight. Open those lips for me, pet. Lick me clean before you get my cock dirty,” he says, grabbing me by the nape of my neck and shoving my mouth onto his cock.
I should have known I wouldn’t even get a second of control from him, but I had hoped to catch him off guard. I’ll just have to find another creative way to do that. I smile around his cock when ideas pop into my head.
“Well, as good as that feels, it seems you’re not taking it seriously enough if you can smile and giggle with my cock filling your mouth. Turn around. Now. Ass in the air, pet,” he commands, and I want to smart back. I want to tell him to make me, but I want his big cock inside me and stretching me more. The ache is growing too big and painful, and I need to be filled. Now.
Instinctively, I turn on all fours. Loki doesn’t make me wait long, thank fuck. He crouches behind me and shoves his cock deep inside me until I feel his balls slap against my clit, making me scream.
“Loki, harder. Slap me again,” I yell, pushing my ass back against him.
“Tone, pet. And when I’m deep inside you, I want you calling me by my name. Call me Linc, pet,” he tells me, not losing his pace or rhythm as he fucks me deep.
“Please, Linc. Please,” I beg, and that seems to snap something in him. He pounds into me harder and harder. I can’t help the scream that forces its way up my throat, and I don’t even try to quiet it.
“That’s it, pet. Let all those fuckers hear the pleasure I give you. Show them who you belong to. Who do you belong to?” Linc asks, pounding into me harder.
“You, Linc, I belong to you.” I give him what he wants, but I won’t just be someone’s bitch.
I smile as the plan forms, and when he pulls back and thrusts into me again, I move forward and spin quickly on the shower floor. I push him back and climb on top of him. I grab the base of his cock and sink all the way to the hilt on his rod. I smile, thinking I got one over on him, but when I look at his smiling face, I realize he let me have this moment. Fuck, well, he gave it to me, so I’m going to take it.
“And you, Linc. Who do you belong to?” I ask, riding his cock slowly, dragging out the pleasure.
“Oh, pet. I might be crazy as fuck, but I ain’t a stupid man. I know a psycho heart when I see one, and you’ve got mine locked up in a straightjacket. I’m yours, baby, and you are mine,” he tells me, and I swear if that isn’t the most romantic shit I’ve ever heard, I don’t know what is. Moisture fills my eyes, you know, from the heat of the shower, and I wipe it away.
I move up and down on his cock, riding him with everything I have, building us up higher and higher on that peak. I feel Linc’s fingers digging into my hips, squeezing and leaving bruises, then moving them back and repeating the same on my ass. I’ll have his marks everywhere, showing who I belong to and who commands me. I’ll be wearing them proudly, that’s for sure.
I lean my head down, my eyes roaming over all the tattoos on his chest. I’ll be tracing each of those with my tongue later. My destination is locked on the empty muscle right over his heart. I lean closer to my target, and when I’m close enough, I bite down, hard. He moans and bites back a curse. Then I feel him release deep inside me, setting off my orgasm as well. My body, riding the last of euphoria, goes limp, and I can’t seem to move my limbs.
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“Come on, pet, let's finish getting you clean, and then you can get some rest in our bed,” Loki tells me, helping me to my feet. The word bed sounds like pure bliss. With Loki’s help, I rush through the shower, ogling him as he washes down his abs to that weapon of mass destruction he keeps between his legs.
“I need to go back to the store and make sure I still have a job,” I tell Loki, drying off with the towel he hands me as we step out of the shower. He looks at me, confused, before walking to his closet and tossing me one of his shirts.
“You have me now, pet. I’ve seen the gas station you work at. You don’t need that job anymore; I’ll take care of you,” Loki tells me simply.
Slowly, I turn to him before narrowing my eyes. I know he doesn’t expect me to give up my job, my whole life, for a man. I’ve been taking care of myself most of my life. I won’t let some man come into it now and dictate how I live it, no matter how good the dick is.
“Did you really just insinuate I couldn’t take care of myself?” I ask in a deadly quiet tone.
Loki stills and looks up slowly at me, raising one brow. Smart man, be very cautious about how you proceed.
“First, I didn’t insinuate shit. I know you are more than capable of taking care of yourself. I would just rather you not have to work at a shitty convenience store if you didn’t have to. Second, watch your tone,” he says, giving me a warning. Oh, he’s going to learn. Game on.
“That bossy ‘tone’ might work while you are buried deep inside me, but it ain’t going to work any other time. I will talk to you how and when I want. You better get that through your head now, or we will have major fucking problems,” I tell him, raising my brow. He smiles, and I can tell my ‘tone’ turns him on.
“What you gonna do if I don’t? Try to leave me?” he asks with a slight chuckle.
“Fuck no, you don’t get off that easy. I ain’t one to run, and I definitely won’t be giving any other bitch the chance to snatch you up… but I will shoot your ass. You don’t get to live a happy life with some other bitch. It’s me or Jesus, fucker,” I tell him straight up.
“I like those options, but just remember, not even Jesus could take you away from me, pet. You’re mine in this life and every life after,” he says, and again, this man has me all in the feels.
“Don’t try to butter me up,” I say as he pulls me into his arms. He smiles, leaning down and shoving his tongue into my mouth. God, the way he eats me alive, has me ready to go again, but I also know my limits. I want to take this man tomorrow and every day after, but I can’t do that if he tears my pussy up again right now.
“Come on, pet. We need to get some sleep. We can finish this tomorrow. Just know I would never try to control your life. I just want you safe,” he tells me before kissing me again.
I probably should be offended, considering I can take care of myself. Hell, he walked into that scene at my place, but I know it’s coming from a place of concern. By the look on Loki’s face, he’s not used to worrying about other people. I know he has his brothers, but they all take care of themselves and each other. He’s used to that concept. What I don’t think he’s used to is someone seeing to his soul and being just as obsessed and crazy over him as he is with them.
In the dark hours of the morning, I wake when I feel a hit to the side of my face.
“What the fuck?” I hop up and turn to Loki, seeing him thrash in his sleep. His face is screwed up in pain, but he’s not making a sound. Damn, I hate the thought of him hurting, and I want to wrap him in a warm hug, but I know better than to wake someone having night terrors. The punch to the face is nothing compared to what he could do to me before realizing what he’s doing.
“Baby, come back to me. I’m right here,” I try to tell him soothingly. I don’t reach out to touch him. I stay on the edge of the bed, but I keep trying to soothe him with my voice.
“Linc, baby. Wake up. You are safe with me,” I say again. I’m just about to say fuck it and try to wrap him in my arms, punches be damned, when he mutters something…
“Milani!”
Oh, hell to the fucking no.